The Summoner of Cyclones (Manifest Lore)
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Chapter Five – A Hand to Hold as the World Erodes
The Emblem of the Star-Crossed Lovers (Interitus 1: Book X) Chapter Five – A Hand to Hold as the World Erodes Some men cling to a glimmer of hope like the dying winds of a dreary winter. Even as I saw her stand in the starlit shallows, I convinced myself that she was a daydream borne of a lovesick prayer. Even as I held her hand in mine, I theorized that this was nothing more than a fantasy of a far-off future—a prospect I wanted but could never actually have. Steam lifted from the warm water and swirled around us as weak waves washed ashore. The glow of lava illuminated the horizon and fought the starlight for the right to light the ocean. Scarlet shimmers scattered the sand and the sea; the city itself stood still and silent behind us. It felt like the entire world had frozen to facilitate this foregone fantasy. I wrapped my arms around her in the shallows and said, “Please let me waste away if I am trapped inside my head. If this is a dream, please let me sleep forever....
Chapter Four: Prices and Prospects
The Emblem of the Star-Crossed Lovers (Interitus 1: Book X) Chapter Four – Prices and Prospects I wasted years of my life wide awake but sleeping. She saved me from my sleep and soothed my sordid soul, but she came and left as if I were just dreaming. But this dream of lost love left a hole, so like a nightmare I wake screaming. She poured like water from a broken bowl—a bowl cursed such that it can never be full. But even while sleeping, I heard her voice still singing. Even while dreaming, I could not stop from screaming. I was incomplete without her. It was three days after I killed Aziel and assimilated his merciless soul that I arrived at the door to the tunnel. It was only with his stolen sense of direction that I managed to find the door in the first place. It was...
Chapter Three: A Clash of Starving Souls
The Emblem of the Star-Crossed Lovers (Interitus 1: Book X) Chapter Three – A Clash of Starving Souls I think I first fell in love with her in a past life, and the love we shared in Bones City was an echo of an eternal bond bound by brevity. It was proven by the fact that we could not live forever in the bodies with which we first found each other. Even now as I set out for a second time across the badlands in the opposite direction, I realized exactly what it meant to exist as twin flames dancing in an endless spiral. We were destined for an eternal cycle of immortal love, but each lifetime was ephemeral at best; we were cursed to find each other for only a fleeting breath in the eyes of eternity, and then the force of our fragile bodies would diverge us again and again. And every time, our memories would burn as the price to echo back into the other’s life. Even as I crept through the starlit plains, I realized that destiny had likely intertwined us countless times alread...